All I could say was he hadn’t paid December’s rent. No $400 for December. The money I count on each month to pay the Mortgage. I could feel tears growing. The Sheriff asked if I could call him.
I walked back into the house. Grabbed my phone. And tried to calm down for a minute with deep breaths before I opened the front door again.
I called Dimitri in front of the two men outside. Dimitri seemed to have a long voice message, but I didn’t hear it. I was feeling sick to my stomach. So, I left a message: ”Dimitri, this is Jillie. What time today will you be coming to pay the rent.” ”Give me a call, please.”
The Sheriff called the Captain, who told them, they weren’t allowed to go inside the Barn, because Dimitri was a renter. The Detective said to call back as he handed me his card on Sunday nite. ”If you don’t hear back from Dimitri.”
Then the Detective stepped away from the dooor. He pointed at the field. He asked, ”If I owned the land to the end of the field and if the boats and trailers were my playthings.”
I told them both about my financial situation. Parking vehicles and renting the Barn helped me pay the Mortgage after the abandonment from my Husband. But, I told the Officer, the neighbors didn’t like the parking.
The Detective said, ” It’s your property. And you do what you have to do.” The Sheriff said, ”If Dimitri shows up, make sure you get your rent money first. Then call this number. Okay, Ma’am, you take care. Thank you for your time.
They both left without saying anything about my Truck Tabs. I walked to the Barn when they left, and looked in the window. Everything was as it always was.
Down in the dumps, I walked the field trying to breathe, but like an Oxygen Thief, only tears came out. I’ve learned something in these almost three and 1/2 years about process. I have had to move in the process of not giving up. And not turning backward. My process is to save myself by paying attention to details.
I am still in my warm, comfortable home. Still after everyone told me I wouldn’t and couldn’t and I was a fool not to FORECLOSE.
I am filled NO LONGER WITH FEAR…… BUT WITH PRIDE.